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Drinking on control was the game. The forbidden cocktail of power and pleasure. It started with a clink of ice in a glass—innocent enough. Sweet. Fizzy. Just a little too pink. But tonight wasn’t about innocence. He told me to drink. I didn’t ask what was in it. That was the game. Consent whispered in the background of every command, every glance, every touch. I had agreed long before the first sip. The rules were known. The limits were drawn. Safe words tucked neatly behind my teeth, just in case.

The liquid slid down my throat like silk, warmth blooming in my chest. One drink became two. My cheeks flushed. Body loosened up. Thoughts, always so sharp and defiant, started to melt into something… pliable. He watched. Always watching. “You’re feeling it now, aren’t you?” he asked, fingers curling around my jaw. I nodded, unable to lie. My body was betraying me—in the most delicious way. Every sensation was amplified. Every word he spoke sent shivers across my skin.

He made me stand. Made me bend. Made me stay. The room spun slowly, like a carousel of lust. His voice was the only anchor I had, commanding and calm, telling

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The night sky was a blanket of stars as we stepped out onto the patio, walking towards the hot tub. Darren, my best friend, looked at me with a mischievous grin. We’d been best friends since we were kids, but over the years, things had started to change. The once innocent friendship had slowly evolved into something more. We both knew it, but neither of us had the courage to admit it. Until tonight.

The booze coursed through my veins, giving me a boldness I wouldn’t normally have. I watched as Darren stripped down to his boxers, his muscular frame glistening in the moonlight. I felt a familiar heat building inside me. “Fuck it,” I muttered under my breath, before reaching behind and unzipping my dress.

Darren’s eyes widened as the fabric pooled around my feet, leaving me in nothing but my lace underwear. “Mercedes,” he breathed, his voice husky. I could see the desire in his eyes, and it only fueled my own.

I stepped towards him, my heart pounding in my chest. “What?” I asked, feigning innocence. “You’ve seen me in a bikini before.” He chuckled, stepping closer until we were just inches apart. “Not like this,”  Continue reading “Hot Tub Sex with My Best Friend” →

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I fucked my landlord to get out of paying my rent last night. Was behind 3 months and he was going to put me out. I had been hanging out all night with friends, drinking and doing party favors having an amazing time. But when I got home that night turned upside down. There was padlock on my door. “You gotta be fucking kidding me!” I yelled. Unfortunately he lived down the hall from me so I could see him popping his fat head out of his door.

“What the fuck Alfred! I said I was going to get you your rent money this week! Now, open my damn door!” He walked out wearing his filthy velvet robe and house slippers. Hairy chest and bad cologne was a terrible combination on him. “You think I trust you! You’re almost 4 months behind. No money, no key!” “I’m too blown out of my mind! Give me my damn key please! Can’t we settle this in the morning?!” “No money, no key!” He repeated. “Unless you want to give me something else instead.” He looked at me grabbing his cock. For a brief moment I threw up in my mouth. The thought of Continue reading “I Fucked My Landlord” →

Hairy Twat

Posted 3 months ago by Writer

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Last night was unforgettable. I ate a whore’s hairy twat last night and I loved it. She creamed and squirted all over my beautiful caramel face. I decided to try out a lesbian bar not too far from where I lived. I had noticed it before but was a little hesitant. After a few minutes of scoping the scenery at the bar, I locked eyes with a fine slut. Big boobs, small waist, round ass and tresses that hung at her shoulders. I waved my hand, inviting her over.

We talked, laughed, danced, took shots and before I knew it, we were in the bathroom stall. I had her leg pinned up on the toilet seat. My face deep in her vanilla hairy fuck hole. I finger popped her asshole while I shoved my tongue in and out her bushy sweet cunt. “Hmm fuck yes don’t stop! I’m gonna cum. Oh fuck Trinity!” Her legs were shaking. She was pulling my hair. I did not want her to cum yet. This pussy was so good but I was making her weak. “Cum for me bitch!” I demanded. “Uhhh yes!! Yes!” Exploding in my mouth, I was drinking every ounce of Continue reading “Hairy Twat” →

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“You know, babe,” I began, my voice dripping with sarcasm, “I’ve always wondered how you’d look in something… a little more feminine.” I held up a pair of lacy panties, watching as your eyes widened in surprise.

 

You opened your mouth to protest, but I silenced you with a stern look. “Now, now, don’t be such a baby. It’s just a little game. Besides, it’s not like you have anything to be ashamed of.” I chuckled, a wicked gleam in my eyes. “Or do you?” Continue reading “You Look Better in Panties and Pegged” →

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The sweet agony of control. He knew this cbt fantasy well. The pain and pleasure—two opposing forces that, when blended just right, create the most invigorating sensation. He lived for the exquisite torment, the tight pull, the stinging slaps that sent electric pulses through his body. And tonight, as he kneeled in the dimly lit room, phone pressed to his ear, my dominating voice made him tremble.

“Tell me, boy,” my voice purred, dark and commanding, “how badly do you need to be punished?” His breath skipped. His hands twitched in his lap, aching for permission to touch. “So badly, Madam Trini” he whispered, his voice dripping with need. “Then let’s begin!”

“Take the rope and wrap it around your cock and balls. A gasp escaped his lips as the sting radiated upward, a delicious mix of pain and pleasure pooling in his core. He whimpered, desperate for more. “Tighter!!” I demanded. “I want to hear you struggle.” My voice echoed through the phone. He was my most obedient caller. He wrapped a band around the base, restricting himself, feeling the pulse, the pressure, the torment. His body screamed for release, but he knew better. He was nothing more than Continue reading “The Sweet Agony of Control” →

Mature Cunt

Posted 3 months ago by Writer

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A mature cunt knows how to get exactly what she asks for. Growing up my mom instilled that in me. She would say “Trinity baby, in this world, you gotta use what you got to get what you want!” And what I had was a tight black pussy that was wet and warm enough to make any man give me anything I needed.

Hell, I could use my sex appeal and big breasts to get myself out of any situation. —I remember the night I got pull over for texting while driving but the cop was kind enough to let me go with a warning after I sucked his cock. I let him breed my chocolate cunt doggy style in the back of his squad car. “You like that you filthy bitch. You dirty black whore! This pussy feel so good!” At one point he even tongue fucked my asshole. He wanted to taste all the **** in my black ass from the night before. Now that was something I could get used too. While his cock was deep inside of me, I realized this was the freakiest cop I had ever been with. I gotten pulled over quite a few Continue reading “Mature Cunt” →

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I watch you from the corner of the room, your eyes glued to the damp spot on the carpet. You’re on your hands and knees, nose twitching as you inhale the scent of my arousal. I can’t help but smirk at your pathetic display. You’re my slave, my plaything, and you know it.

“What do we have here?” I purr, sauntering over to you. I place a foot on your back, forcing you to look up at me. “Caught you sniffing my panties, did you?”

You nod, eyes wide and pleading. I can see the desperation in your gaze, the way your dick strains against your pants. You want me, need me, and you know I have the power to give you what you crave.

“Well,” I say, tapping my foot against your back. “I think that deserves a punishment.” Continue reading “Golden Nectar Punishment For Slave” →

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I love fucking my stepson’s miniature cock. His hard little rod in my juicy cunt always felt so good. His dad was not around often so it was my job to teach him how to be a man and satisfy a woman. Every night before his bedtime I would massage his tiny penis with my mouth. Suck on it a tad bit so he could feel what it’s like to have a woman’s warm face hole all over it.

After I would get on top and ride him. Thrust my hips on his small body. I would ride him really slow so he can see how good mommy’s black pussy felt. “Hmm baby. Your baby cock feels so good.” He would look up at me with the cutest eyes and my twat would cum so hard. I thought to myself maybe one day I’ll teach this youngster how to breed mommy’s pussy.

Sometimes I even make him lay down and face fuck his small head. I work my hips fast and make him put his tongue in my asshole. It felt so good! When I don’t get my daily dose of cock from some random daddy, I use my Continue reading “My Stepson’s Miniature Cock” →

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I am laying here owned an exposed. I should be ashamed. Embarrassed. But that’s what makes it so fucking hot. Here I am on my knees, exactly where I belong, hands tied behind my back, naked, vulnerable—his to use, to mock, to break. He paces around me, eyes dark with amusement, lips curled into that cocky smirk that makes me weak. “Look at you!” he chuckles, tilting my chin up with two fingers. “So desperate! So pathetic. You are such a worthless piece of crap!”

*SMACK*…….My face burns, but my thighs clench. I love it. I crave it.

He drags a thumb over my bottom lip, teasing, taunting. “You’d do anything for me, wouldn’t you?” I nod, swallowing hard. “Say it!” “I’d do anything for you,” I whisper, my voice shaky, needy. “Anything, huh?” He unzips his pants, letting his cock pop free—thick, heavy, dripping. He strokes it slowly, watching me, knowing I can’t look away. “Bet you’d open that pretty mouth without me even asking.” Fuck. I do. I part my lips, tongue flicking out, already aching for the taste of him. The taste of his big fat white cock in my filthy mouth. He laughs, tapping the Continue reading “Owned and Exposed” →